Find Me In Your Labyrinth novel Chapter 62

Jonathan glanced at him, "Don't be a wuss, you can do it too."

Charlie shook his head laughing, then sighed, "I'm old now, I've long lost the passionate of my youth. Sometimes, when looking at the women in bed, they all seem the same."

Jonathan coolly said, "You mean their prices, right?"

Charlie burst into laughter.

The two had walked away, and Saul's attention was all on Estelle, "How does it feel to see me with Brooke? Do you regret it? If you do, we can..."

"Saul!" Estelle interrupted him, "Do I have to bring Brooke out here?"

Saul looked at her, shocked and hurt, "Estelle, don't you have any feelings?"

Estelle's pupils shrank slightly, and she seemed to see a hysterical woman through the wounded man. The woman grabbed her hair and slammed it against the wall, cursing her, "Are you stupid? Are you even my child?"

"You heartless wastrel!"

How old was she then?

Three or four years old?

Estelle wasn't sure.

She looked indifferent, pushed away Saul's hand, and emotionlessly entered the private room.

As she walked in, Brooke looked up from the crowd, her eyes full of panic and vigilance.

Suddenly, Estelle felt pity for Brooke.

By ten o'clock that night, nobody in the group seemed to want to leave. Estelle and Isis told the class president that they were leaving early.

Isis took the last train home, while Estelle walked back to the Royal Mansion.

Once she got home, she took a shower and went to bed.

In the middle of the night, Estelle woke up from a nightmare, hearing noises in the living room.